Date: Sat, 9 Jun 2007 19:54:28 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bobby
Subject: A Life So Changed 06
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A Life So Changed 06
I was...no where. Well, I guess I was somewhere, but this somewhere was
completely unfamiliar and down right creepy. There were only two things
in this place I was in: me and a low-lying layer of fog.
All around me was white. There was nothing but white in this place; no
furniture, no doors, no rooms, no nothing; just empty white space. Even
my clothes were different. My pants, shirt, and shoes were white. I could
see for what seems like ever. No buildings, no people, no cars were
blocking my view. No nothing.
"Kevin," a woman said. Her voice was distant and almost in an echo. I
looked around to try and find her, but nothing. "Kevin," the voice said
again.
"Who are you?" I shouted.
No response.
I continued to walk forward, taking in my empty surroundings. I was
becoming more nervous and scared with every footstep I took. One thought
that came to my mind: where's Jared?
"You've done very well, Kevin."
I sharply turned around in fright. A woman was standing behind me dressed
in a white dress. She was beautiful. Her hair was perfectly straight that
came down to her shoulders with a red-orange color. Her skin was lightly
tanned, natural most likely. Her eyes were like small rubies that were
easily warmed even more by her bright smile. She stood taller than me,
and definitely with more confidence.
"What? Who...who are you?" I asked nervously.
"You're in a place where there is no pain, no sorrow, no hatred." she
calmly said, not looking away from me. She began to study me, almost like
taking mental notes of me.
"Why am I here?"
"You are here so that I can warn you. But I cannot say much." she said,
her smile never faded away. "I am Miranda, your guardian angel,
almost."
"My guardian angel?" I repeated, puzzled by this bit of news. "What do
you mean almost?"
"You have a guardian with you already." Miranda said. She extended an
arm and waved her hand across the air. A picture, almost like a movie, of
Jared lying in bed was shown. She waved her hand back over it before it
disappeared. "But be suspect Kevin Scavo, for the happiness will soon
come to a sudden stop and your relationship will be tried."
This was starting to scare me. And that's sugar coating it. "What do
you mean? How is it going to be tried?"
"I cannot say anymore. You must learn, Kevin."
"Learn what? How someone can stab you in the back? How someone can lie
to you? Humiliate you? Abuse you?"
Miranda stared at me with the same warmth as before. "You will learn
everything you need to in the coming months. I must leave you now. When I
depart you will awaken to the sight of he who loves you deeply. We will
meet again, Kevin, goodbye."
And just like she had said I did indeed wake up to see Jared sitting at
the end of the bed. He had a sad demeanor to him. That glow that was
around him wasn't there. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, trying to adjust
to the brightness of the room. He noticed my movement and looked at me
through watery eyes.
"I was wondering when you'd wake up," he said, giving me a weak smile.
"How long have you been watching me sleep?" I smiled back, sitting next
to him.
"A couple minutes, give or take an hour." he said. I giggled then
hugged him. "Kevin look, about last night, I'm really sorry..."
"No need to apologize, Jared. I promise you that won't happen, all
right?"
He nodded and looked back at the ground. Tears fell from his eyes,
dripping down his soft cheek. I gently wiped it away before he looked at
me again. I leaned forward and kissed him softly on the lips. He returned
the kissed and then hugged me tightly.
"Merry Christmas, Kevin." Jared whispered in my ear as we stood holding
each other.
"Merry Christmas to you too, Jared." I whispered back.
We parted from each other. He grabbed my hand and we walked downstairs. I
noticed that the storm outside had completely stopped. All that was
happening was a gentle wind the howled across the windows.
"Merry Christmas!" Angela shouted happily. She threw some snow confetti
in the air and held up a present. Jared and I laughed at her enthusiasm.
"Merry Christmas to you too," Jared laughed.
"Merry Christmas Angela, but confetti?" I laughed.
"Don't laugh at me," she said, waving her hands at us. "So, who wants
to open presents?"
"Jeez, mom," Jared said.
Just then, Paul walked in the dining room with breakfast.
"Yeah, let's eat first." I said.
Breakfast was very good. And it was devoured by all of us. I think the
fact that there were presents under the tree was enough to make us go on
overdrive. With breakfast down, we all went into the living room. Jared
began opening first, then Paul and Angela opened the presents Jared and I
got them. The only one not opening presents was me. But who's to
complain? I have one of the best gifts sitting close by me. But it still
would be nice to be able to open something...
Jared got some new clothes, movies, CD's, video games, cooking things, a
watch, and various other little things.
"Here, Kevin, here's something from all of us." Jared said, handing me
a small box. I tore off the wrapping paper and opened the small box.
Inside was something completely unexpected; a key.
"Kevin, um, since your parents basically kick you out of your house we
decided to take some affirmative actions. To save you the more difficult
details, they put you up for adoption. And we were wondering if you would
like to be a part of this family."
I looked at them with hurt, pain. I couldn't believe I was hearing this.
My parents actually put me up for adoption? How could they do that to me?
I knew they hated me...but this much? Tears welled up in my eyes and
flushed out. Pain was swarming inside of me, but what could I do?
I stood up and crept backwards towards the door. I felt trapped all of a
sudden. Everyone was watching me, waiting for something to happen.
"I...I need to...g-go." I stuttered out. I hastily went for the door and
opened it.
"Kevin, wait!" Jared said, getting up and chasing after me.
I couldn't stop. The pain of what I just heard was overbearing. I
couldn't breathe, couldn't think, at least not about anything but the
pain. I mean, my own parents would just give me up with such ease? How
could I handle this?
Unfortunately, I didn't get very far out the door before I slipped and
fell right on my back, crashing hard. As I laid in that spot, I didn't
feel like moving. I felt numb, and not just because it was freezing
outside. My head started to throb with pain.
Jared came running to me. He helped me sit up in his arms. I cried harder
as I felt his body against mine.
"How could they do this to me, Jared? They're my parents." I cried
harder. I felt so miserable.
"Shh, it's all right," Jared whispered, rocking me back and forth as I
cried in his arms.
"Jared I love you,"
"I know you do and I love you too,"
Jared continued to rock me until I stopped crying enough to where I could
see clear enough to walk. But I noticed something before I even attempted
to stand.
"Jared," I said softly. "Look,"
He took notice to our surroundings and let out a small gasp. I bended
down and picked up the white substance on the ground.
"It's snow," Jared said.
"Babe, we got snow for Christmas," I cried softly. He turned me so I
faced him and he laid his lips on mine. The kiss we shared was tender and
warm, almost like there was nothing wrong in the world, in our lives. But
once the kiss ended I knew things weren't all right.
"God I love you, Kevin," Jared said warmly. I knew this was true; I
never doubted it for a second. "Can I give you your Christmas present?
It might cheer you up, and warm you up."
I laughed a little bit. "Yeah, sure. I'm sorry for ruining Christmas."
"Hey, look at me," I did as I was told. "You did not ruin Christmas.
I'm sorry you had to find out that way."
"All right, I believe you."
He led me back inside. Paul and Angela were talking to each other in
their original seats. Jared told them he was giving me my presents and
that we'd be back out in a few minutes.
I followed him to the garage door. Before he let me open it he turned me
around and gave me a quick kiss. I opened the door, the lights came on,
and I was shocked to see what was sitting there with a giant red bow
around it. Swiftly, I looked at Jared with tear-filled eyes.
"No," I said quietly.
"Yes,"
"Jared there's no way I can accept this."
"Well, it's already paid for and everything, so either you accept it or
it just sits here with no one to drive it." he smiled.
I looked back at the car and ran my hand across it. There was something
about it that brought back a familiar memory. I couldn't place what it
was, but there was definitely something familiar about it, besides the
fact it's the same type of car I used to have. As I walked around it and
noticed more detail I saw something that put me in a state of utter awe.
"Jared...that scratch...it's..."
He looked at me and smiled widely. "Yeah, it's your car, the same exact
350z your parents took away from you. I searched for weeks to find this
thing. It was at a used car lot. No one had wanted to purchase. The sales
guy told me that everyone who looked at it was driven away by something.
He also told me he kept it in good shape; always had the top up during
the rainy days and the sunnier days depending..."
I ran into Jared's arms and gave him one of the biggest hugs in the
world. This car meant so much to me. Not only was it an escape car before
my parents really started to discipline me, but it was a perfect car. I
cried hard in his arms. I couldn't believe he would go through this much
trouble just for me.
"Jared, I love you so much, I...I don't know what else to say...thank
you, though. Thank you so much!" I grasped him tighter.
"Anything for you Kevin. So you really like it?"
I pulled back from him and looked into his eyes; they were glossy,
hopefully from happiness. My lips met his as I leaned forward. We shared
another tender kiss, this time, in happiness. "I love it, Jared, thank
you so much." I kissed him again, suddenly remembering his present is
still in the damn jeep. "Oh!" I grabbed his hand and ran out the garage
and through the hallway and living room, then out the door straight to
his jeep's back door. "I got you something too,"
"You know you didn't have to..."
"Yes, I did," I opened the door and rummaged through the things that
were already back there. I finally found the bag that was holding the
neatly wrapped, small box. "Now, remember last Friday when I wanted to
go home early? Well, I wanted to so I could get into my dad's safe and
take some of my money that he took away from me so I could buy you this.
I didn't want to leave you early because I was bored and mad at all." I
handed him the box. He looked at me curiously before gently taking the
wrapping off. Once it was all off he opened the box and let out a gasp.
"Kevin..." He took the necklace out of the box carefully and held it up
to the sky, taking in its finer details. "It's beautiful. Isn't this
the one from that window?"
"Yeah, it is."
"But...stealing that money from your dad's safe was a little risky,
no?"
"It was, but it is totally worth because I got to see that look you had
on your face when you opened the box and saw the necklace."
"Aww, Kevin," he said, trying to hold back the tears, but I saw them
coming. The dam burst and he latched onto me. "Thank you so much. This
necklace is beautiful."
"Your welcome babe,"
"Oh," he said, pulling away from me and wiping the tears falling down
his face. "You rushed out here so fast I didn't get a chance to tell
you to open the trunk of your car. There's a couple more presents
waiting for you."
This time Jared was the one to grab my hand and drag me through the house
back to the garage. We both got strange looks from his parents. I'd look
at someone weirdly though, too, if they were running through my house
like something was chasing after them.
When we got in the garage Jared told me to pop the trunk. I pushed the
trunk button on the key remote. The trunk unlocked and I pushed it up.
There were two presents wrapped very nicely inside.
"Which on should I open first?" I asked him.
"Any one you want, they're equally special." he replied.
"All right," I picked the present on the left. I carefully unwrapped it
then opened the small box. "Babe," I gently picked the item up and
placed the box down. He got me a silver necklace, almost the exact same
as his, with a heart connected to the middle. The heart was solid and it
had our initials on it; JM+KS. "Jared this is so..." he hushed me then
pointed at the other present. The size was a bit larger than the necklace
box. Just as with the necklace, I carefully unwrapped that present. Once
the paper was off I was a little shocked to see what it was. I held it up
and looked at Jared a little unusually.
"Now, I didn't buy those for you to feel pressured. I just bought them
for when you are ready." Jared calmly explained. The "those" he was
referring to was a box of ten condoms. I smiled at him and set them down
in the trunk, still holding on to my necklace.
"Thank you, Jared. The necklace is beautiful, words can't describe how
I feel about my car, and the condoms? Well, that's a bit...odd." I
walked in his arms and wrapped mine around him, laying my head on his
shoulder.
Jared let out a small chuckle. "You're very welcome. Just know that I
don't want you to feel pressured, all right?" I nodded my head. "I
bought those for when you are ready. And when you are ready just know
that I'm ready as well."
"Thank you Jared, so much. I love you more than anything." I cried
softly.
"I love you too, and thank you for your gift. The necklace is perfect,
just like you." He began rubbing my back as we stood there.
This has been one of the best Christmas's I've ever had and it's still
morning. We still have to go to his aunt's house for dinner, which
reminds me that I'm still nervous for that. Oh well, I'll worry about
that later. Right now I'm focused on who's holding me.
The rest of the day was spent preparing to go to his aunt's house.
Angela was making some food to take, Paul was sitting in the living room
watching TV, and Jared and I were driving around in my car. He told me
that before he even put it in the garage he made sure everything was new,
meaning the oil and other fluids as well as the tires being inflated
properly. But there was one thing that was missing and that was the usual
air freshener I had. Jared felt bad that he didn't even think of that,
but I made sure he knew it was no biggie. When we got home, we just went
up to his room and watched some of his new movies and cuddled in the
process. After a couple movies Jared figured we should get ready to
leave.
He grabbed some clean clothes then went to take a shower. I just
continued to lie on the bed and think about him in particular. It wasn't
long though before Jared walked back into his room with his hair dripping
wet. I suddenly felt...warm. The slightest warmth swept in my body.
"Okay?" I suddenly snapped back to reality. Jared had been talking to
me and I wasn't paying attention. I hate when that happens.
"Uh...yeah, probably." I stuttered.
"Babe, I just asked if you were straight." he laughed.
"Oh, sorry, but no I'm not." I smiled back to him.
"Are you gonna get in the shower? Or just go like that?"
"I'm taking a shower obviously. I can't go like this." I walked to his
closet and opened it to my side. I always kept clothes in his closet just
in case I stay there for an extended period of time. Since I won't be
going back to my house I need to take a lot of my stuff from there. That
is of course if I even decide to be adopted by Jared's parents. "Be
right back,"
I went in the bathroom and turned the water on the hottest setting. But
once I got in and washed my hair I lowered the temperature; it was
getting too hot. Once out, I dried off and dried my hair as best I could.
I realized as I was drying my hair that I don't have my hair
straightener or any of my hair things.
"Jared," I groaned walking into his room. "I need to go home. I don't
have any of my hair stuff."
"Oh, damn, want me to go with you?"
"No, you finish getting ready and I'll just be right back." I said,
waving to him as I walked out. I got down the hall and to the stairs, but
I thought about something for a second. I'm going home. Tears all of a
sudden haunted my vision. I can't go back there alone. "Actually, will
you come with me?" I asked, walking back into his room.
"Absolutely," he looked at me with concern on his face. He knew I was
crying, however softly. Jared put his shoes on then held my hand as we
walked downstairs.
The drive to my house was silent. More tears escaped my eyes as I drove
closer to home. The place where I grew up. The place where I was
disciplined at least four times a week. And now I'm going back there.
Even if it's only for some hair things I felt so...weird going back.
Depression sank in and it was getting hard to concentrate. But luckily my
house was in plain sight. I opened our gate then drove up to the front
door, almost literally.
"I could go in there and get the products for you." Jared said. He was
trying to be sincere, it was working, but I had to go in there. Sending
him in there alone, well, there'd definitely a verbal attack.
"Thanks, Jared, but I think I should go in. You can come though." I
said, giving him a quick kiss. He smiled and nodded his head.
I walked up to the door deciding on whether or not I should knock or just
walk in. Screw it, I'll just walk in. This is my home after all. As I
was opening the door I heard laughter coming from the kitchen. I figured
they had company, which was the perfect distraction for us. We hurriedly
went upstairs and in my bathroom. But when we walked in it wasn't my
bathroom. It was totally redone, and by the looks of it I could tell this
was my mothers work. If my bathroom was like this, what is my room like?
I had to check. I started to get worried as to what it had become. And
not to my surprise, my room was filled with boxes. They were crammed with
my things. By the looks of the contents in the boxes whatever was put in
wasn't put in with care. I started to cry again. I couldn't believe
this. The first mentioning of getting rid of me and they make it easy on
themselves.
"Come on, Kevin, you don't need this right now." Jared said tenderly.
I knew he saw my pain, but he can't feel it. No one could probably feel
the pain that I am enduring right now.
"Jared they're my parents. How could they do this to me? Just because
I'm gay?" Jared held me in a hug while I cried on his shoulder.
"I don't know, Kevin. I'm sure that...well, you're better off now. No
more abuse, no more hiding, no more pain at all."
I leaned back and kissed him. We would have continued kissing until we
heard the people talking getting closer. He let me go and I searched the
room for one particular box. And alas, I finally found it.
"All right, let's go. I got my hair stuff in here. At least they
didn't throw it all away." I tried smiling, but it didn't work. The
only thing I could manage was more tears.
Jared put a hand on my back and gently led me out of my room and down the
stairs. But it was very, very bad timing to say the least. My parents and
their guests were by the front door looking at some paintings. I froze in
my tracks. They just stared at me like I was some kind of disease, but
suddenly, that all changed.
"Ah, I'm sorry. This is my son, Kevin." dad said to his guests. He
walked to my side and put his arm around my shoulder. I looked at him
nervously and at my mom. They were actually pretending that I was still
loved. Ha, what a joke! "He's always upstairs so we sometimes forget he
even lives here." He let out a small laugh, which was followed by the
laughter of my mom and the guests. Obviously something was funny, but I
must have missed it.
"Get your hands off of him right now." Jared said very forcefully. He
walked in front of his with fire in his eyes.
"Excuse me?" dad said bewildered.
"You heard me. Get your hands off of him, now."
"I'm sorry young man, but I do believe it is time for you to go. Let out
family have a nice Christmas day." mom suddenly cut in.
"Shut...up." he said, turning to her. "Either you let him go now or I
call the police. And if you think I won't so help me I'll call the
police and a social worker." The venom in Jared's voice was very
evident.
Slowly my dad took his arm off my shoulder. He looked at Jared with
something I've never seen before: fear. He must know that I wouldn't
ever tell the police what's happened, but what he forgot about was Jared.
"We'll be leaving now," Jared said. I walked away from my dad and
didn't even bother turning around as we walked outside. As we drove off
I couldn't help but think that what Jared did back at my house was a bit
daring, but totally romantic.
Gus let us in and I parked under a tree that had finally lost its last
flower. I was still crying from the incident at my house. They seriously
packed all my things as if I wasn't even alive.
"I'm sorry about what I did, Kevin." Jared said.
"No, I'm so happy you did that. I knew you cared about me, but now I
know just how much. I love you so much, Jared." I cried. He reached over
and hugged me. I just cried harder.
"Babe, let's go inside so you can get ready and I'll hold you later,
okay?" he suggested. The only thing I had to do was my hair. But I knew
I had to do it.
"Yeah, I'll hold you to that." I smiled. He reached over again, but
this time he wiped away tears gently.
"God, I love you so much."
"I love you too, Jared, very much." We kissed then went inside where I
went to his bathroom to do my hair.
I finished my hair in record time and it came out perfect. Usually it
takes me at least fifteen minutes to do my hair, ten on a good day. But
today, I got done in six and I didn't even go fast. I did what I usually
do. All my hair gets straightened, but the back gets spiked kind of. My
bangs come down and cover my left eye. The rest is just straightened and
stays in place. I have color in my hair as well. It gets dyed black, I
put a red stripe on my left side of my bangs, and I have blonde tips on
my sides. I really love my hair, as does Jared. He always pushes the hair
over more to the left so he can see both of my eyes. I really don't mind
that though.
"Wow, you look amazing, Kevin." Jared said, trailing off.
I didn't think I did anything special today. I'm wearing a nicer pair of
black tight pants and a white shirt that had bright orange art on the
front. I had my usual black shoes on with very low-cut socks. And then
you have to remember that I have my hair that attracts his attention, but
either way I don't think I dressed any different than I usually do.
"Really? I dress like this all the time." I laughed lightly.
"Yeah, usually you look great, but today you look amazing. Your hair is
so...perfect and then your clothes..." Jared again trailed off.
"Hey," I said, snapping him out of his daydreaming. I pointed back up
at my face. "I'm up here, babe."
He blushed and smiled. "Sorry, you're just so beautiful. I love you so
much." I giggled at his sudden bashfulness and just blew him a kiss. He
touched his cheek and awed. "Well, my parents left early so either we
can go now or wait until six."
"Let's wait. I want to have you all to myself for a little while."
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